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greatness men mind
Great men, like comets, are eccentric in their courses, and formed to do extensive good by modes unintelligible to vulgar minds. Charles Caleb Colton
greatness deserving-it mind
Great minds had rather deserve contemporaneous applause without obtaining it, than obtain without deserving it. If it follow them it is well, but they will not deviate to follow it. Charles Caleb Colton
greatness men
In life we shall find many men that are great, and some that are good, but very few men that are both great and good. Charles Caleb Colton
greatness men too-much
Speaking generally, no man appears great to his contemporaries, for the same reason that no man is great to his servants--both know too much of him. Charles Caleb Colton
great-expectations secret tears
The secret was such an old one now, had so grown into me and become a part of myself, that I could not tear it away. Charles Dickens
great-expectations strange melancholy
So new to him," she muttered, "so old to me; so strange to him, so familiar to me; so melancholy to both of us!... Charles Dickens
great-expectations may done
But, in this separation I associate you only with the good and I will faithfully hold you to that always, for you have done far more good than harm, let me feel now what sharp distress I may. Charles Dickens
great-expectations may let-me
Let me feel now what sharp distress I may. Charles Dickens
greatness excellence littles
True greatness consists in being great in little things. Charles Simmons
mother children pride
Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a compound of two cardinal virtues - faith and hope. Charles Dickens
mother determination father
what I want you to be - I don't mean physically but morally: you are very well physically - is a firm fellow, a fine firm fellow, with a will of your own, with resolution. with determination. with strength of character that is not to be influenced except on good reason by anybody, or by anything. That's what I want you to be. That's what your father, & your mother might both have been Charles Dickens
mother children heart
The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together and to rest in her bosom. Charles Dickens
mother sweet pain
Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. A father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that one moment. Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain. Charles Dickens
mother nature garden
The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind... Charles Dickens
mother nature children
"But even if he has been wicked," pursued Rose, "think how young he is; think that he may never have known a mother's love, or the comfort of a home; that ill-usage and blows, or the want of bread, may have driven him to herd with men who have forced him to guilt. Aunt, dear aunt, for mercy's sake, think of this, before you let them drag this sick child to a prison, which in any case must be the grave of all his chances of amendment." Charles Dickens
mother butterfly garden
Now I am in the garden at the back . . . a very preserve of butterflies as I remember it, with a high fence, and a gate . . . where the fruit clusters on the trees, riper and richer than fruit has ever been since, in any other garden, and where my mother gathers some in a basket while I stand by, bolting furtive gooseberries, and trying to look unnerved. Charles Dickens
mother abode wells
I am well aware that I am the 'umblest person going. . . . My mother is likewise a very 'umble person. We live in a 'umble abode. Charles Dickens
mother errors reform
If you would reform the world from its errors and vices, begin by enlisting the mothers. Charles Simmons